Copyright 2000 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009
"Fuck you beetch," yelled the fat black woman with a thick Haitian
accent.
Susan Kelly turned around her face flushing red with anger. "Listen and
listen good. I order you to cease all business dealings immediately
pending a hearing before the state board of health. Jesus woman, there's
a headless chicken on floor.
"He's keepin watch on the spirit world fo me, bitch and don't be sayin
that name in my home."
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus," said Susan slamming the door as she left the
voodoo shop.
Mama Juju spit and mumbled a curse at the woman walking down the alley
towards Bourbon Street. Her eyes widened as she saw the heavy set man
waiting for the inspector.
So the woman was Joe Kelly's wife. The real estate mogul had been trying
to buy Mama Juju's store for a year. Apparently he had found another way
to force her to sell.
She returned to her living room to watch Oprah when she heard the
chicken bones hanging over her door rattle as someone entered her shop.
"We closed,'“ she yelled.
"Oh sorry! I'm just looking for something to help me," called a male
voice from her store.
"Oh shit," said Mama Juju hauling her large frame off her couch at her
second interruption of the day. She walked into her store seeing a young
medium built black man looking around her things. "Let me guess hon, love
potion?"
The man blushed. "No," he said.
"Revenge then, you want that I give someone warts?"
"No, I need more specialized help."
"What is it then hon?" said the voodoo woman. "Spit it out."
"I-I want you to make my penis bigger," said the man.
Mama Juju held her head back and laughed so hard her body jiggled. She
walked over to the man and grabbed his crotch causing him to jump. "Your
cock, it feel nice to me hon. How big is it?"
"Six inches when hard."
"That’s a fine size for a cock, boy. Why if I was thirty...ten years
younger I'd fuck you meself." The man was clearly uncomfortable, so Mama
Juju reluctantly let go of his crotch.
"I know it's average ma’am, but you see, me and my buddy, we in this band
and we just got this new girl singing with us and man is she hot. Well
we both wants to fuck her. Jean, that’s my buddy, he's this big womanizer
and I've seen him naked, his cocks about eight inches..."
"Slow down boy," interrupted Mama Juju shaking her head. "What's your
name?"
"Marcus, Marcus Gerard."
"Well Marcus Marcus Gerard, why don't I just give you a powder to make
ya friends cock wither away?"
"No! No, I couldn't do that," said Marcus. "He's my best bro. I just
wants to beat him for a change."
"What makes you think I can help you?"
"My grandma was a voodoo woman, dad swore she could do anything."
"Come back tonight boy and bring one hundred dollars," said Mama Juju.
"Thank you ma'am, thank you. I knew you could help me."
"Ya ya boy, Now leave me, I have much to do to prepare for tonight."
"I'll see you later Mama Juju," said Marcus.
"And don't forget the money hon," she called after him before returning to
Oprah.
***********
Marcus stepped out of the shower and quickly dried himself off. He
closed the bathroom door and looked at his nude body in the mirror on
the back of the door.
He had typical African features, dark black skin, big full lips, and a
flat nose. He kept his head shaved and he had a big gold earring
dangling from one ear. The look seemed to please the tourists. His body
was lean, not very muscular, but fit except for a slight paunch.
Marcus looked down at his penis all shriveled up before his balls. He
reached down and stretched it out, tugging on it a few times until it
started to grow partially erect.
His penis was nothing to be ashamed of, and to tell the truth he had
always been satisfied with it until he saw his partner's cock. They had
been pissing next to each other in a bathroom and Marcus just happened
to glance down at his buddy’s penis. It was completely hard and his
friend was having difficulty peeing through it. Marcus had never seen a
cock that big in his life and he was immediately jealous. His friend
didn't help when he looked down at Marcus' smaller penis and smirked.
Now they were competing for the same woman and that smirk kept
popping into his mind.
"Soon, I'll be the one smirking," said Marcus to his reflection as he
went to get dressed.
Marcus lived about a forty minute walk from Mama Juju's store. When he
arrived at the voodoo store, he paused and stared at it trying to build
up courage. The store was dark except for a single lamp burning towards
the back. He walked up to the door and knocked.
"Enter," yelled Mama Juju, "and lock it behind you."
Marcus entered the store and locked the door. He jumped when something
rattled over his head. Mama Juju was decked out in full voodoo regalia.
She wore a bandana around her hair and her black face was painted white
to resemble a skull. She was shaking a rattle around him. small bones
and feathers dangled from the rattle.
"Are you ready boy," said Mama Juju, her skull face grinning at him. He
nodded and she added, "Did you bring the money."
"Yes," he said handing her an envelope which she snatched up, counting
the money.
"Follow me boy," said Mama Juju shaking the rattle at him.
He followed the fat woman into her apartment which was connected to the store. It
was small, the lights were out, but the rooms were well lit by candles.
He could see her messy bedroom and kitchen, the kitchen table had two
glasses filled with something. She took one and handed it to him. "Drink
this boy."
Marcus looked down at the brownish liquid. A foul odor wafted up from
the glass. He looked over at Mama Juju, she was motioning for him to
drink up and he did, gagging as he swallowed the foul smelling liquid.
"Every drop, boy," said the priestess.
Marcus finished the potion and immediately felt drunk. The room was
moving, Mama Juju's black face seemed to be coming and going from his
field of vision.
"Now take off all your clothes, boy."
"What? In front of you?" he said.
"Think of me as your doctor, hon. I'm gonna make your sick little penis
all better."
Marcus drunkenly tried to undress, stumbling several times as he took
his pants and shoes off. He stripped down to his briefs, not wanting to
appear nude in front of Mama Juju, but when he looked around she wasn't
even paying him any attention. She was tugging a big basket into the
room. He gulped and quickly stripped naked.
Mama Juju positioned the basket by him and looked down at his crotch.
His cock was all shriveled from embarrassment. "You got a nice dick,
hon," she said. "You bigger then my third husband. Last chance to change
your mind."
"I just want it a little bigger then my friend’s, that's all."
The woman grabbed his cock and balls, her fat hand easily engulfing
them. "It's not here what counts boy, it's here," she said tapping his
chest with her other hand.
Mama Juju released his cock and said, "Make it hard for me."
"What? I can't do that in front of you," he said horrified at the idea.
"Try boy."
Marcus flushed as he tugged on his cock trying to make it hard to no
avail. Mama Juju sighed and handed him the other glass. This one tasted
worse then the last, but he downed it all.
Marcus made a face as he shook his head from the foul tasting potion. He
felt lips close around his penis. He looked down in horror to see Mama
Juju sucking his limp cock into her mouth. The painted skull on her face
seemed to be leering at him. "What are you doing?"
Mama Juju took her mouth off his cock long enough to say, "I must make
you hard for this to work." She looked at his cock and tapped it with
one fat, ringed finger saying, "Harden."
Marcus was surprised when it started to grow. He shut his eyes and tried
to think sexy thoughts. He was on stage playing his sax. Shoshona was
just finishing a song. She was the most beautiful black girl he had ever
seen. Long hair framed a pretty face with a big smile. Her tits were
small, but pert and her flat, bare belly undulated as she sang. It was
her ass that was her best feature though. It thrust out and up from the
small of her back, perfectly round and tight under her short black
skirt.
Shoshona turned and smiled at him. She fell to her knees and started
sucking on his cock. She was an expert cock sucker, quickly swallowing
it all. He looked down and smiled at his cock. He had his partner's
penis. The one he had seen in the bathroom and Shoshona was lovingly
slurping on it, drawing the sperm up from his balls. His sperm erupted into Mama
Juju's mouth.
"Freeze," she said tapping his cock again.. Marcus felt his joints
hardening and he couldn't move a muscle. He just stood there swaying
slightly, his cock still rock hard, as the voodoo woman took the lid off
the basket and pulled out a thing from his worst nightmares.
The snake was dark brown, about four feet long, the circumference of a
billy club. Mama Juju held the evil looking thing just behind the head,
forcing it’s mouth open. He could see venom dripping from it's bared
fangs. Mama Juju bent her head down over the snakes head and spit his
sperm into it's mouth and the thing hissed, writhing in anger.
"This is the Black Mamba, the most feared snake in Africa," she said
scratching under the snakes mouth affectionately, but keeping well clear
of it's fangs. "This is your totem boy."
Mama Juju wrapped the snake around his thigh, bringing the head and
upper body out between his legs. She wrapped the snake once around his
hard cock and let go of it.
Marcus was thankful he was frozen, otherwise he would have pissed
himself. He could feel the snakes smooth skin against his leg and penis.
The evil V-shaped head looked left then right before curling under his
penis. He saw it's mouth open, venom dripping from it's fangs as the
head reared back and struck.
Marcus would have screamed at the pain he felt as the fangs pierced his
testicles, pumping them full of venom. He looked up at Mama Juju in
horror. She had lit a fat joint. The voodoo woman inhaled deeply and
blew the smoke into his face.
********************
Marcus awoke screaming. He was in his own bed in his apartment. The bed
was wet from his sweat, like a fever had broken. He was
wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand when he noticed
something looked wrong. His arm was bigger! In fact they both were. The
muscles in his arms were now large and prominent.
He slowly pulled down the covers, revealing an equally muscular chest.
He wasn't built like a weight lifter, he was still lean and sinewy, but
his muscles seemed to have developed to their full potential.
He pulled the covers down some more admiring the prominent abdominal muscles that had replaced his slight gut. Marcus stopped pulling the cover down when he uncovered the tip of his cock. Two things raced through his mind. First, his pee slit was going the wrong way. It was horizontal
instead of vertical and it was about five times the normal length. It
curved down like it was a mouth frowning at him. The second thing Marcus
realized was that the covers were still well above his belly button, yet
he could see the head of his cock.
"Fuck," said Marcus as he pulled the covers off his body. His cock was
gigantic. He had a morning stiffy and he grabbed the base holding it up
from his body.
"That bitch," he said staring at his new monstrosity. "What has she done
to me?"
The shaft alone was a foot long and his fingers didn't even touch as he
held it up. The most freakish part was the head. It was no longer a
knob, it was wedge shaped and about four inches long, making his entire
cock around sixteen inches long. A steady stream of precum trickled from
the long slit on the tip.
Marcus felt a burning desire to cum. He coated his palm with the precum
and began the task of coating the head and shaft of his cock. Despite it’s size, it didn't
take long to lubricate it with all his juice and he slowly began jerking
himself off, fascinated as his hand slid over his giant rod. It took him
twenty minutes to approach climax. His old arms would have tired out a
long time ago, but his new ones were up to the task.
Marcus felt the sperm welling up in his balls, there was a brief moments
pain in his balls and then he felt the most exquisite pleasure he had
ever known. He could feel his semen traveling up every inch of is cock
until the long slit opened and an impossibly large wad of sperm shot up
into the air about two feet. A second large wad flew up before the first
had even begun it's decent. Another wad exploded from the end flying up
about a foot, then his cock quit shooting sperm, but it continued to
pour out of the tip like lave from a volcano. His orgasm lasting a whole
minute.
"Shit," he said out loud. "Even if I cant fuck a woman with this thing,
it was worth it just for that orgasm.
Marcus stood and walked over to the mirror, his still hard cock bobbing
before him. His eyes lit up when they took in his new body completely. He
looked absolutely fantastic. He lifted the shaft up and looked at his
balls. They were swollen and reddish and were now about the size of two
oranges. He could see a scar on each of his testicles from the snake
bite. Marcus released his cock letting it hang straight out at the
mirror. From this angle his cock seemed to be grinning at him in the
reflection and Marcus grinned back.
Marcus suddenly felt full of confidence and he decided to go ask
Shoshona out on a date. He grabbed some briefs from a drawer suddenly
wondering how he was going to stuff his cock inside. He need not have
worried. He immediately lost his erection and his cock seemed to curl up
until he snapped the waist band of his briefs over it. His underwear
looked stretched out like he had stuffed a small melon into it.
********************
Mama Juju was quite pleased with herself. She had never performed the
snake ritual before and was very satisfied how it turned out. Her hands
were busy molding a black lump of clay into the shape of a man. She
finished the man and twirled a small piece of clay between her fingers,
sticking it on the clay figures crotch so that it resembled a large
penis.
She leaned over and opened the basket removing the snake. She didn't
worry to much about it biting her any more, the thing seemed ill, moving
sluggishly. The black mamba was skinnier and had shrunk in length about
a foot. The head was no longer the familiar shape of a viper, but was
rounder. It's mouth was now vertical and smaller, making it look like
some kind of inbred abomination.
Mama Juju squeezed the head until the mouth reluctantly opened. She
squeezed some venom out letting it drip over the clay figures penis.
Mama Juju put the snake back in the basket and got out some marijuana,
rolling and lighting a fat joint.
She took a couple puffs and smiled. She grabbed the clay figure and
slowly exhaled the pot smoke in it's face. "I have a job for you my slave,"
she said to the figure.
********************
Marcus was in heaven. This was turning out to
be the best day of his life. Shoshona was sucking his cock like a
madwoman.
He had gone over to her apartment and asked her to dinner. The pretty
black girl had agreed. She seemed infatuated with his every word and
kept sneaking glances at his bare arms. Not only had Mama Juju made his
cock and body bigger, but he seemed to be more charming, smoother.
Marcus realized halfway through dinner that he was talking Shoshona into
fucking him and his cock started writhing in his pants.
Her eyes had opened wide in disbelief at the size of the bulge in his
underwear. The disbelief turning to fear as she pulled his underwear
down and his cock seemed to uncoil and strike out at her.
She had stripped down to her bra and panties and Marcus could see her
small bosom heaving as she stared in awe at his penis. Shoshona shook
her head in denial and started backing away. Marcus was worried she was
too scared of his cock, but the thing suddenly started to sway back and forth.
The fear left Shoshona's face as she stared at his swaying cock. Marcus
watched her lean forward, her mouth opening as she kissed the mouth-like
pee slit. Her kiss quickly turned to a lick as she ran her tongue all
over the wedge shaped head of his cock, lapping up his pre-cum. Soon,
the girl was taking him into her mouth, her head bobbing as she
swallowed more and more of his cock. She loved it.
Marcus had no idea how she did it, but she swallowed all sixteen inches.
She never choked or gagged, his cock seemed to help her. It writhed back
and forth slowly working it's way deep into her throat.
Marcus was excitedly watching her deep throat his monstrosity when his
vision suddenly clouded and he detected the faint odor of marijuana.
He pulled his cock out of Shoshona's throat and she said, "What's
wrong?" as he walked over to his clothes.
"I have to leave now," he said stepping into his briefs.
"But you haven't cum yet?" His cock turned it's head in her direction
and opened it's mouth. A big wad of sperm struck the girl in her face,
forcing her head back and she fell to the floor.
Marcus was mildly aware of Shoshona writhing on the floor as he left the
room. One of her hands was rapidly moving under her panties and her
other hand was desperately wiping sperm off her face and shoving it into
her mouth.
Marcus couldn't think straight, his mind was in a constant fog. His legs
seemed to know where they were going and he let them lead him. The only
thing he could focus on was his penis which was writhing in his pants
like a living thing. One minute it was snaking down his left pant leg,
the next his right, as it explored. He had been walking along for awhile
when he noticed his cock tense up.
Marcus heard the tires screeching, looking at the noise and directly
into the headlights of the car. He jumped up from the front of the car,
landing heavily on the hood and hitting the windshield before the car
stopped, rolling him off the hood back onto the street.
"Jesus, Joe is he dead?" said a female voice somewhere above him.
"N-no," said a frightened male voice. "He has a pulse. Shit, I'm
fucked."
"Let's leave him," said the woman. "It's just a black guy. No one will
miss him."
"No Susan, we've got to get him to the hospital. there might be a
witness."
"Dammit Joe, you've been drinking. You'll go to jail if you take him to
the hospital."
Marcus groaned and arched his back. "I'll take him to our house then,"
said Joe and Marcus felt himself being lifted up.
"I don't want that man in our home," said Susan. "He's probably
homeless."
Marcus must have passed out because the next thing he remembered was
having a wet towel wipe his brow and he opened his eyes. A chubby white
man was leaning over him. "How you feeling?" said the man.
"Ok, I guess," said Marcus moving around on the couch checking himself.
I don't think anything's broken. I'm just a little sore."
"What the hell did you think you were doing, boy?" said the woman. Marcus
looked over at her and into the face of an angel. "You walked right in
front of our car like a zombie."
"I'm sorry," he said closing his eyes. Even closed, he still pictured
the blonde woman's beautiful face in his mind and his cock became
uncomfortable as it grew in his pants.
"You ok," said Joe shaking him. "You want me to call an ambulance?"
"No, no," said Marcus. "I just need to rest for a few hours and then
I'll get out of your hair."
The couple sighed in relief. "Why don't you rest then," said Joe. "Take
as long as you need. The front door is over there and we'll be in our
bedroom if you need anything. It's the last door on the right up the
stairs. Good night." Joe flipped off the light.
Marcus cocked his head and watched Susan walk up the stairs until that
light to went out. Damn, but it looked like she had a body as hot as her
face. They were both dressed up. She was wearing a sexy figure hugging
black dress. Her ass looked sexier then Shoshona's.
Shoshona? Why the hell had he walked out on her when he was getting a
blow job? What had possessed him to go for a walk and why to this
neighborhood?
Marcus stood up and stretched. He didn't feel that bad any more and he
stripped off his shirt, checking for damage, but finding nothing.
The room suddenly came into focus as his eyes grew accustomed to the
darkness. Marcus blinked, surprised that he could see the room quite
clearly and there was only a little light coming in from outside.
He was in a large well furnished house. Marcus looked around and walked
over to a window, looking out. He saw several other large expensive
houses and his eyes widened as he realized he was in the garden quarter.
What was he doing way over here in the rich neighborhood? Marcus looked
down the driveway and saw a Mercedes parked before the house.
Marcus felt perfectly well after another few minutes and thinking of
Shoshona, he decided to head back to her. He was reaching for his shirt
when he heard the sounds of love-making coming from the bedroom even
from where he was downstairs. He thought of the beautiful Susan nude and
decided it wouldn't hurt to just peek.
The sounds increased as he stealthily crept upstairs and down the hall.
"Come on big Joe, give me a baby, do it honey, fill my womb," said
Susan's voice. "I want a baby."
The door was open a crack and Marcus pushed it open, holding his breath
at the thought of seeing Susan nude. Unfortunately, her body was
completely covered by her husband's fat body.
Despite his disappointment, his sixteen inch cock was rock hard and it
needed relief. He unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor.
Marcus released his big cock and began to stroke it off. He figured he'd
cum all over their carpet to pay them back for hitting him and then he'd
leave. They would find out he had watched them in the morning when they
saw his cum stains everywhere. He looked at Susan's face and wrapped his
hand around his penis, the next thing he knew, he was holding nothing,
his cock had slipped out of his hand and was pointing at Susan. He tried
several more times, but his cock kept slipping out of his grip.
Marcus sniffed. He smelled pot again and his mind started fogging over.
********************
'Another disappointing performance," thought Susan Kelly as her husband
rolled off her body. She pulled down her negligee, but held her crotch
up to hold his sperm inside, hoping tonight would be the night she
conceived.
She looked over at the alarm clock and rolled her eyes. 'Three and a
half minutes,' she thought. 'I remember when it used to be five.' Not
that sex had ever been satisfying. If she didn't want a baby so bad, she
probably wouldn't even bother trying and the sad thing was she didn't
think Joe would care all that much. The weird thing was though, she was
more aroused now then she had been in her life. The whole house felt
alive with sexual energy.
Susan was thirsty and decided she could use a drink. She flipped on the
hall light and walked downstairs to the kitchen. She rounded the corner
and ran into the black guy.
He was naked except for an overstretched pair of briefs, an extremely
overstretched pair of briefs. He had the kind of lean muscular body that
she wished Joe had. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I was thirsty."
"When are you leaving?"
"I need to take care of something first."
"What's that?" she asked.
Susan started trembling as he reached out a black hand and lifted the
strap of her negligee. She came to her senses and jerked back making
sure her breast was covered. "Get your dirty black hand off me," she
yelled.
"I'm going to fuck you Susan like you've only dreamed of being fucked."
"Get out before I call the police."
"Go ahead and call them Susan. I have an accident to report, a drunk
driving accident."
"You black bastard, you wouldn't dare."
"Ow, my neck hurts," said Marcus rubbing his neck. "I'm sure going to
like living here."
"That's blackmail," she hissed.
"Yes it is Susan and all you have to do is obey me for the rest of the
night."
"How do I know your telling the truth?"
"By morning the alcohol will have left your husband's system and it
would just be my word versus yours."
That made sense, and all she really had to do was get him off quickly.
She gulped as his hand slowly reached out and grabbed the strap again
pulling it down her arm. He reached over and grabbed the other strap
pulling it down. Her negligee fell down to her waist.
"You have beautiful breasts," said the black man and she felt her
nipples involuntarily hardening. The man seemed to exude sex.
His hands were very skillful. They seemed to slide sensuously over her
breasts and she had to stifle a moan as he teased her nipples with his
finger tips. Susan sucked in her stomach as his hands traveled down her
belly and pulled the negligee out and over her hips, letting it fall to
the floor. She stood trembling before him completely nude.
"I've never seen a nude white woman before, nor a natural blonde," he
said sliding one palm down over her blonde pubes. She squeezed her legs
tight, feeling them stick together from moisture.
The black man took his time examining her body. He walked around her
caressing her skin. She shivered again as he stood behind her and ran
one finger from the nape of her neck, down her spine to the small of her
back. She felt both hands touch her back and they slid around feeling
her thin waist down to where her hips flared out. "What's a sexy girl
like you doing with a fat old guy like Joe?" he asked squeezing her ass
cheeks.
She didn't answer and he ran his hands up from her ass, around to her
flat stomach, and up to her breasts. This time she couldn't help moaning
as he jerked on her long nipples like they were miniature penises while
bending down and kissing her neck.
The black man moved back around so that he was standing before her and
said, "Kneel before me."
Susan didn't move and the black man put his hands on her shoulders,
pushing down with increasing strength until she yielded and fell to her
knees.
Susan found herself staring straight at his overstuffed briefs. It
looked like he had shoved two tennis balls and a large coiled sausage
into the thin material. Her brows knitted in confusion when the sausage
started uncoiling.
"It is time Susan," said the man. "Remove my briefs."
Susan obeyed him, more out of curiosity then anything else. She reached
up with both hands and stretched the waistband of his underwear out,
quickly yanking them down. SMACK, she fell back rubbing her cheek, he
had slapped her for some reason.
Susan looked up and saw that he hadn't moved. In fact his hands had
never left his hips. She lowered her eyes and found herself staring at
the most frightening sight she had ever beheld. His penis was impossibly
huge and it was curled in a S as it hovered before her eyes, the fat
wedge shaped head pointing at her. It was the head that had smacked her
when she pulled the briefs down. As she stared in awe at his black
monster, it started straightening out until the head hovered inches from
her mouth.
Susan felt something wet on her cheek where it had smacked her and she
wiped her cheek with her finger. She examined it, her finger was coated
with precum. She smelled something and took a big whiff. The odor coming
from the precum and his crotch was intoxicating.
"Have you ever sucked cock before?" asked the man.
"No, never, It's disgusting and degrading." she said staring at the head
of his penis, she swore it was smiling at her and a tremendous amount of
precum was oozing from the pee-slit. His precum alone was larger then
five of her husband's orgasms.
"Then I get to be the first. Suck my big ole black snake, bitch."
Staring directly at a penis that was close to a foot and a half inches
long was very intimidating. She had just yanked his briefs down under
his balls and she could clearly see his upthrust testicles. They really
were as big as tennis balls and they seemed irritated and swollen. She
ran her eyes up from his balls along his shaft which was thicker then
her own wrists. There was no way she could put that thing in her mouth.
Then it occurred to her, if she didn't get him off with her mouth, he'd
be trying to stuff that monster in her pussy.
That thought made up her mind pretty quick. She could try to get away
with kissing it while jerking him off with her hands real quick. She
could jerk Joe off in two minutes, this shouldn't take much longer.
Susan leaned forward, disgusted at what she was about to do and kissed
the top of his penis, while stroking the shaft with both her hands. She
kissed down to the ridge and then back up to the tip. Her tongue
flickered out licking it and soon her kisses had changed to licks as her
tongue traveled all around the top of the head.
Susan tried to avoid tasting his precum, but there was so much that
inevitably her tongue touched some. It tasted incredible, better then
anything she had ever tasted, but it was only enough to tease her. She
ran her tongue down to the underside of his shaft, trying to lick more
up into her mouth. It still didn't whet her appetite, so she went
straight to the source, hearing him moan as her tongue flickered over
and into his long pee slit.
'More,' she thought. 'there must be more in there somewhere.' His balls
were probably full of sperm. She needed to suck the sperm out of his
balls, that would satisfy her, and she tightened her lips, pushing them
down around the head of his big, beautiful cock.
The head alone was almost as big as Joe's penis and she held it in her
mouth swirling her tongue around it as she explored every square inch.
Susan pushed down her jaw stretching out as the thick part beneath the
head entered her mouth. She looked up at the black man as she held the
end of his cock in her mouth. He seemed to be enjoying it, but didn't
seem anywhere near orgasm.
She needed to swallow more to make him cum, but it was just too big.
Fortunately, his cock seemed to help her. It started rippling as it
wormed it's way down her throat until she fell forward, bumping her nose
on his pubic hair.
'Jesus, I've swallowed it all. The head must be in my belly.' The black
guy grabbed her head in the palms of his hands and began slowly
thrusting his hips into her mouth.
Susan felt the head sliding up her throat, into her mouth, then back
into her belly with increasing tempo as he picked up speed.
He had fucked her mouth for fifteen minutes when she knew he was getting
close. His whole cock seemed to be throbbing, like it was about to
explode. She wanted to milk out as much cum as she could, so she reached
up her hands to massage his balls, quickly pulling them away again as
they were hot to the touch.
He came when the head was in her belly. His first wad filled half her
stomach, but she wanted to taste it. Susan leaned back, sliding the head
into her mouth as the second wad coated her throat, sliding into her
belly. She caught the third wad in her mouth filling it completely. She
tasted his cum and it was better then the finest wine. It was so good
that she started to cry when she wasted some as it overflowed her mouth
and dribbled down her chin.
Susan suckled on his cock like a baby on a bottle. The well was running
dry and she still wanted more even though her belly was full. She didn't
stop sucking until she was sure every drop was out and then she licked
his cock clean for good measure.
Susan released the cock in her mouth, embarrassed and horrified at what
she had just done, but also knowing that if he was still cumming her
lips would still be plastered around his cock. She felt exhausted and
fell to her back on the floor. Her belly felt bloated like she had eaten
too much. At least now, he would be exhausted and get out of her
house.
But she was wrong, his cock never withered, instead it seemed more
aroused then ever. It had curled back up into the S position like a
snake waiting to strike.
The black man kneeled between her legs and rested his cock on her pubic
hair and belly. She gulped as he grabbed under her knees and forced her
legs back, opening her pussy wide.
She looked down seeing his cock straightening up again. His massive rod
would split her in two, but it was the only way she could keep Joe out
of jail and the black man from suing them.
The black man didn't seem in much of a hurry to fuck her, he slid the
head of his cock down to the folds of her pussy and held it there,
slowly moving it back and forth. She could feel his precum coating her
labia and wherever it touched her pussy, it felt as good as it had
tasted. Her pussy had already been wet, but as his precum trickled over
it, her pussy became soaked. Her vagina felt like a hungry mouth,
wanting to open up and swallow up the big sausage with the exquisite
taste.
Her clit grew as it became engorged with blood and she jumped as he slid
the head of his cock up against it. Susan felt something suddenly caress
her clit and her body spasmed. It flickered out over her clit again and
again. Her belly was undulating, her nipples were so hard they hurt, she
was moaning, and she was slightly raising her hips up into the thing
that was licking her clit. She had never experienced anything like this
and for the first time in her life, her pussy exploded in orgasm.
She felt incredible and sad at the same time. Sad, for the way her body
betrayed her husband with her blackmailer. Nothing had felt that good
and the only thing that came close was the joy she had felt minutes
earlier when he had cum in her mouth.
The black man started seesawing his cock between her labia as her lips
slowly spread open for him. The head turned down and started slithering
it's way inside her pussy. His muscle control was amazing, he wasn't
even touching his cock, yet he had complete control over where it went.
More precum continued to pour out of the head and it drove her wild with
desire. She wanted his cum spraying deep in her pussy and she wanted it
now. "Jesus, I need you to fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me now," she cried.
The head of his cock had worked it's way inside her and it filled her
more then her husband ever had. It had stopped moving and she was
humping her hips like crazy wanting more in.
"Ohh Ahhh," she moaned as she felt that strange prehensile thing flicker
across her G-spot. The flickering changed to caressing and her pussy
exploded in orgasm once again.
When she recovered, Susan realized about half his cock was now in her
pussy and she felt stuffed. His cock started wiggling again as it worked
it's way in deeper. The head pressed against her cervix and the strange tongue like object pushed into her womb just as several shots of precum softened her cervix. Soon, the head was snaking it’s way past her cervix and into her womb. Her pussy felt stretched to the breaking point, but
it also loved the big black cock in it. Her muscles were squeezing it
tight, sucking in like it wanted more, and her juices continued to coat
it. The wiggling triggered an explosive orgasm and Susan fainted.
She awoke to a stinging sensation in her thighs and she realized his
balls were repeatedly slapping them as he fucked her hard with the
entire length of his cock. He had changed positions and was now
supporting himself over her with his strong arms. Her own legs were
wrapped around his hips, pulling him into her as he fucked her to
orgasmic bliss.
She lost count of the orgasms his mighty cock gave her or the length of
time he fucked her, but it felt like hours. He was grunting now and his
sweat was dripping on her body as he approached orgasm. Her own body was
like an animal begging for his cum, but somewhere deep in the back of
her mind, she remembered her husband and the fact that she was trying to
have a baby and now was her fertile time. " Please don't cum in my pussy. I'm not protected."
The black man didn't stop pounding her as he looked down at her with
evil slitted eyes and said, "I know beetch, I'm giving you some babies.
I always give people what they want most."
Susan screamed in horror for it was not the black man's voice, but Mama
Juju's that spoke to her. Her scream of horror quickly turned to one of
pleasure as his sperm sprayed deep into her womb triggering a series of
Powerful orgasms.
When Susan recovered, she was lying on her stomach across the back of
the couch. The black man was spreading her ass cheeks and she could feel
his cock head cumming on her ass hole as it worked its way into her ass.
Where his sperm touched her rectum, it numbed her skin so that there was
no pain only pleasure.
"W-what are you?" she gasped.
"I'm the Black Mamba mon," he said as his cock snaked it's way into her
ass, stretching her wide.
Susan was grunting as he fucked her ass. Surprisingly, her rear reacted
the way the rest of her body had, loving it. Her ass squeezed his cock
tight trying to milk more of his sperm.
Susan smelled vomit and looked up. Joe was standing at the base of the
steps, vomit covered his shirt. He was clutching his stomach and looking
at them in horror. She had no idea how long he had been watching them.
She closed her eyes when the cock in her ass impossibly caused her pussy
to explode in orgasm once again. When she opened her eyes, Joe was gone.
Susan felt the Mamba man's cock draw back and strike forward as it spit
it's venom deep into her ass triggering yet another orgasm.
Susan opened her eyes, she felt incredible, the best she had in years.
She felt a glow in her womb and knew that the black man's superior sperm
had accomplished what her husband's hadn't in a year of trying to get
her pregnant. She could feel air on her pussy and ass and knew that they
were forever stretched out and that Joe would never satisfy her again.
Joe was coming down the steps dropping some bullets on the stairs as he
fumbled while loading his revolver. The black man stood naked before her,
his cock in the now familiar S shaped striking position. Her husband was
raising the gun towards the black man when a small forked tongue
flickered out of the pee slit of his cock.
Both Joe and Susan gasped in horror at the sight and the black man took
the opportunity to flee out the front door. Joe followed him a minute
later.
"Joe don't..," she cried.
"I'm going to Mama Juju's," he said.
********************
Marcus had the scariest night of his life as he ran home nude through
the busy streets of New Orleans. His cock seemed to guide him to safety,
leading him into drainage ditches, alleys, and up trees to hide from the
crowd.
Marcus made it home just after dawn and quickly showered off all the
dirt from his journey. His cock straightened out of the S shape as the
sun came up and was behaving normally now, though it was still huge. He
dressed and headed to Mama Juju's to get her for what she had done to
him.
Soon after arriving, Marcus stood naked before her frozen again. His cock was hard and he
could see indentions moving along it as if an invisible hand was jerking
him off.
Mama Juju was squatting several feet before his cock. Her fingers busily
stroking the penis on a black clay figure in her hands.
Her voodoo seemed to milk an unbelievable amount of sperm from his
balls. A huge wad of cum flew from his cock into her open mouth and
more exploding all over the floor.
"Delicious," said Mama Juju smacking her lips. She scooped up some sperm
from the floor and sighed as she wiped it over an ugly bruise on her
cheek. The bruise started fading. "You may speak."
Marcus felt his throat relax and he said, "What have you done to me, you
witch?"
"You’re my slave now, hon," she replied sitting her bulk down into a chair.
"You've turned me into some kind of monster."
"I gave you what you wanted boy," she replied smiling. "I always give
people what they want. Come on admit it, you enjoyed fucking that white
beetch."
"Susan," he said remembering how incredible it felt burying his cock
into her body.
"She got what she wanted to, hon. All she's ever wanted was to have babies."
"And Joe?" he asked.
"He got what he wanted," she replied leaning over and pulling a little
white snake from a basket. The little thing wiggled in her hand.
"What is it?" asked Marcus. The little snake looked like a five inch
penis with eyes.
"This is an anaconda, one of the biggest snakes in the world."
********************
Joe awoke screaming as he remembered the fangs of the snake striking his
balls. He was relieved to find himself in his own bed.
Hearing Mama Juju's voice come from the black guy fucking his wife had
nearly driven him insane with fear, anger, jealousy, and penis envy. He
had gone to Mama Juju's and forced her to give him a big dick. She had
refused and he had struck her cheek with the handle of the gun until she
had agreed to his demands.
He had been frightened when she had frozen him with some vile potion
having him completely in her power. He practically shit a brick when she
pulled a fifteen foot snake into the room.
Fortunately everything seemed fine now as he looked around his room. He
felt great. The sun was setting as he examined his body. His fat had
hardened into muscles and he felt charged with energy. He reached down
and ripped off the covers.
The sun had just disappeared when Joe screamed. His cock was coiled
around the base of the bed, half hanging over the side as the head
explored the floor, a long tongue flickering out before it.
His cock was as big as the snake. His scream seemed to alert the head,
which quickly climbed back onto the bed. flickering it's tongue over his
body. His cock quickly coiled completely around him and he felt the
coils tightening, squeezing, constricting...
The last thing he remembered before he passed out the head of his cock
pointing at his head. It looked like the pee slit was smiling at him as
the slit began opening wide as it started swallowing his head.
********************
One year later, Susan opened her eyes as one of the twins started
screaming. She hauled her fat body out of the chair and went to see what
was wrong this time.
Since Joe had disappeared, her life had steadily gone down hill. He had
accrued an incredible amount of debt and the banks had taken their
house. The insurance company refused to pay any life insurance since no
body had ever been found. She was now living in a low income apartment
collecting welfare and living off food stamps as she spent all her time
taking care of the twins.
She had put on a lot of weight during her pregnancy and hadn't lost any
of it after giving birth. The twins were absolute monsters. They were
the brattiest children she had ever seen in her life. One was always
hungry and crying while the other slept. If she was changing one, the
other was crawling into some dark corner somewhere.
She picked up the bawling black baby, wincing as it roughly clamped its
mouth over her sagging tit.
Sometimes it is best not to get what you want.
THE END
Author’s Note: I can’t quite remember where the idea for this story came from. It possibly occurred to me after reading a book on erotic horror stories. I consider most of my mind control stories to exist in the same universe, basically our world, but with hypnosis and voodoo. I allude to this story in a later story of mine, called “Wendy and the Witch Doctor”. I always wanted to write more Black Mamba Man stories, but never got around to it.
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